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You all know the drill by now. Prompts go here! A new post will be made at 3000 comments. Please link your fills to the Round 3 Fill Post.
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You all know the drill by now. Prompts go here! A new post will be made at 3000 comments. Please link your fills to the Round 3 Fill Post.
Kinkmeme indexes: deliciouspotato, Delicious index 1 (doesn't seem to be being updated anymore), and Delicious index 2 (picks up where ( Read more... )
PotaDOS: Paradoxes can totes kill computers. Even though I read off a bunch of paradoxes earlier and didn’t die. Look, I said it wasn’t the best plan. Now solve his tests.
Wheatley: MAN THIS TESTING SHIT GETS YOU HIGH
PotaDOS: *cough* you’re not high, you just came *cough*
Wheatley: NONESENSE, THIS IS A TEN+ GAME. CLEARLY WE ARE ALLUDING TO DRUGS HERE, NOT ORGAMS. HAVE SOME DECENCY, WOMAN.
PotaDOS: *cough* you totally sound like you just came though *cough*
Wheatley: ABSOLUTELY NOT. JUST BECAUSE I LOOK AT YOU THROUGH CAMERAS AND MAKE MOANY NOISES, THAT IN NO WAY CAN BE CONSTRUED AS SEXUAL. YOU ALL ARE PERVERTS.
PotaDOS: *cough* Look, I’ve been where you are with the orgasms while I was doing the horizontal mambo with this chick’s dad and it truly sounds like you just came *cough*
Chell: *'guys I just solved every test ever’jump*
~The Part Where He Kills You~
PotaDOS: This is the part where he kills us.
Wheatley: This is the part where I kill you.
Frankenturrets: This is that part. Also, AAAAAAAAH WHY DID HE MAKE ME FEEL PAIN
Chell: This isn’t the part where he kills me.
Wheatley: Jump into that pit, will you?
~and it was totally the part where he killed you.
ADMIT IT.~
Aperture Science: *falls apart, grows a beard of metal decay and bursts of repulsion gel*
Wheatley: Bouncy turrets of doom!
That Part: *funnest. bit. ever.*
PotaDOS: God, that Wheatley fuck ruined the place worst than you did while you were sleeping. Also, I’ve grown a conscience. It’s telling me to stab you but I’ve been informed that I shouldn’t. Oh, hey, corrupted cores. These will save us!
Space: My dad stopped loving me when I got kicked out of Space Cop Academy.
Rick: Damn, yousa sexy bitch.
Fact: Fact: I am the least awesome of all the cores. Also, Fact: Rick is the sexy bitch, not you.
PotaDOS: TO THE WHEATLEY!CAVE, NOBLE SAVIORS.
Wheatley: I have thought of every possibility ever and you will now commence with the dying.
Chell: *fuckyoujump*
Wheatley: Aw, dude, now I know what it’s like to be in a bukkake video.
Space: Knock knock.
Wheatley: Who’s there?
Space: SPACE BLACKOUT.
PotaDOS: I’m sending the Temple of Doom!Core up next.
Rick: Knock knock.
Wheatley: Who’s there?
Rick: TAE KWON BEDROOM BLACKOUT.
PotaDOS: One more!
Timer: You have two seconds to do this.
Chell: *attachjump*
Timer: *explodes*
Fact: Fact: Somehow, attaching me to Wheatley has altered the laws of time and space.
Wheatley: knewIwasasecret!TimeLord...
Chell: *stalematejum--*
Wheatley: LOL NO BYE BITCH
Chell: *moonshootjump*
Wheatley: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Space: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES
GLaDOS: Lol, bye, bitch. ‘Cept you, secret love child.
Chell: *passoutjump*
Atlas and P-Body: Hey, we’re here for some reason.
GLaDOS: Thank God, you’re not dead.
Chell: *nodjump*
GLaDOS: Look, kid. We’ve been on a whirlwind adventure together. I’ve seen you solve puzzles that would make Bobby Fischer cry. I know you’re not really brain damaged. Are you ever going to talk to me?
Chell: No.
GLaDOS: WELL, FINE. SEE IF I CARE. GO AWAY, STUPID MEANIEFACE BITCHDAUGHTER.
~and we now present The Opera Aria of Ultimate Caring~
Chell: *escapejump*
Companion Cube: *escapejump*
Chell and Companion Cube: *happily ever afterjump*
~awesome credits~
Wheatley: ...god, I was kinda a dick back there. Oh, well, I still have a sexy British accent. Now, Space Core, where shall we go next in my TARDIS?
Space: SPAAAAAAAACE
Wheatley: Donna Noble was a better companion than you ever were.
~super!secret!bonus after the credits~
Companion Cube: Hey, you. Yeah, you, the player. I’m so going to stab you now.
Rattman: I FUCKING KNEW IT.
~although that last bit might have been in my head~
The End.
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BRAVO.
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That line alone made me love you forever.
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XD
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Wheatley: lol no. *punches into pit*
My laughter could be heard in my entire city
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Rattman: I FUCKING KNEW IT.
~although that last bit might have been in my head~
I laughed so hard through this whole thing. SO HARD.
YOU. WIN. EVERYTHING.
FUCKING EVERYTHING. \o/
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